Over the past few days, Colt and I had been doing our recon separately. I know it was hard for him to watch me leave at the start of each day, but I was proud of him for never letting his worry for my safety get the better of him.
I'd never done this kind of work, I'd only read about it. I was always the one handling the information. I rarely gathered it, at least not in this capacity. It was work that required patience, and I was learning that was not my strength.
At the end of a long day when neither Colt nor I got any useful information, Colt chuckled and said, "Did you think people just walked around yelling out their secrets?"
I huffed and said, "No, but I hoped they would at least whisper them. All I'm doing is watching guards on patrol walk back and forth and exchange a quick rep
